Saturday, 2 April 2011

Nerves

Dull lights begin to tremble, strangers talk and fall up.
Aimless and empty, fill me with your words.
A voice undiscovered, still distant and waiting,
hit the right notes that break me free. I'm still sitting in silence, 
listening, eyes closed, imagine playing along
with everyone's game that nobody has won.

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